Mark Hansen Autobiography

My name is Mark William Hansen, I'm 26 and I'm originally from London but recently moved onto the street after being transferred to City General Hospital in Sheffield to complete my training to become a consultant.

I was born 29th July 1937, my brother, Richard Hansen, was born 15th August 1933 and my sister, Sally Hansen, was born 3rd December 1931. My mother, Sarah Smith, was born 14th April 1912 and my father, William Hansen, was born 1st March 1905. They married 23rd November 1930 due to building pressure from their parent's after my sister Sally was born out of marriage. During the Blitz of World War II in 1941, I was evacuated to Edinburgh with my brother and sister, who were 8 and 10 at the time, but as I was only a baby I can't really remember any of it but I do still have my name tag and suitcase that we were all given when we were put on the train at Paddington Train Station, the reason I've kept these is because they're important memories and reminders of the past.

When the war ended we were all reunited back in London, during the late 40's we got back on our feet and we then continued to live there throughout the 50's.Growing up was hard for me as I was the youngest child so while my brother and sister were out with their friends I was often by myself at home as my mum worked at a hotel near my Grammar School and my dad spent a lot of time at BBC Lime Grove Studios working as a technician and electrician so most of his work was done at night.

I attended Tiffin Boy's Grammar School in Kingston upon Thames from 1948, I was originally interested in writing and becoming an author but something happened that changed my life. On Saturday 11th April 1950 I was with my father at Lime Grove, he was giving me a tour of the studios and was showing me what he does as he always wanted me to follow in his footsteps but just as we went into studio D he collapsed to the floor struggling to breathe as he was having a Cardiac Arrest. An ambulance was called but by the time it had arrived he'd already passed away, I'll never forget that moment as I sat there holding his hand till the very end, it'll stay with me forever. This influenced my life greatly as after that moment I decided to go into medicine and studied science at O-Level, I left Tiffin Boy's Grammar School in 1953 and then moved on to study medicine at St Mary's Hospital Medical School. From 1953 to 1957 I studied medicine at St Mary's Hospital Medical School and worked part time as part of my training at St Mary's Hospital from 1955 to 1961 this helped build me as a doctor and gave me the chance to experience what it was like working on the frontline. Having graduated as Specialist Registrar in 1961, I was transferred to City General Hospital in Sheffield to work in their Emergency Department in 1962, here I could continue my training for the next 5 years which then I could take the exam to become a consultant and move back down to London to work at St Mary's Hospital again.

I haven't really spoken to the rest of my family since being transferred to Sheffield City General Hospital and after the passing of my father, there was a lot of arguing and shouting which tore us all apart and slowly bit by bit we went our own way and haven't really spoken to each other much since then. My brother is currently serving in the British Army and my sister is working abroad in New York City for Emery Roth & Sons Architectural Firm. I don't really know much about my mother anymore as we haven't kept in contact but that last I heard about her she was working as a waitress at The Ritz Hotel in London. My favourite memory is when we all went down to Blackpool for a day out, on May 2nd 1949, we went down to Blackpool as a family and walked along the beach as the tide came in, we also went up the Blackpool Tower which I must admit scared me an awful lot as I thought I was going to fall straight through the glass flooring onto the pavement below, I didn't let go of my father's hand as I was that scared. Once we were safely back on the ground we went to get lovely warm donuts from the donut stand on the north pier, having listen to the Blackpool Brass Band play on the bandstand, we got some candy floss and head back home after a lovely day out.

I like to keep to myself to myself because it's often easier that way as you can avoid all the trouble and hassle that people cause. I know quite a few people from the ED who I often hang out with at the Pub just outside the hospital grounds but as for the people on my street, I don't tend to talk to many of them but I do know a few. There's this man called Charlie Somerville, I think, he's very quite and keeps to himself, he does seem like a weird character but I tend to just avoid him as I don't particularly want to talk to him. I'm good friends with Roland, he runs the corner shop, Roland's Emporium, he's a bubbly old man who's always warm and welcoming every time you enter his shop, I often stop in the early morning and after work to have a quick word with him, to catch up on the days events sort of. I've tried talking to his new assistant Leighton but to no avail, he does seem like quite a strange character, he's very quite and keeps to himself which isn't normal behaviour for a lad of his age and I must admit I'm quite curious as to what these suspicious circumstances are that forced him to move up here with his parents but the only person who he seems to talk to is that Bonnie lass, now she's the complete opposite as she never seems to shut up, she always has something to say or to gob off about, children theses days are completely different as I'd of never of gobbed off to anyone.

I don't really think of the future, I prefer living in the moment as you never know what's going to happen but I do hope once I've passed my consultants test to transfer back down to St Mary's Hospital to work there again as London is my home town, everything I know and love is down there. It would be nice to move back down because then I'd be able to focus on my life, maybe settle down with someone, get married and then start a family but most of all I want to make my father proud because he always believed in me and pushed me to be the very best.